Luyện nghe bài hát Hair Blows/The Brown Stains Of Darkeese Latifah Part 6-12 [Remix]/Special/Yellow

Oh, you the motherfucking man,
Oh, you be fucking bitches, all the bands, huh?
Oh, you be trapping out the selling grams, huh?
Oh, you be smoking, lean, and popping Xans, huh?
You see, that's the bullshit that I don't
I'm telling y'all niggas, y'all ain't fucking me
See, I look in the and he said, "You are the man"
And I said, "Hey man, I agree"

Rocks on rainbow, Ben's a nice
Your neck yout personality, and mine is yellow
Boy, I hit the block, I hate Legos
They know they got seconds, Jared Leto
Before they see some halos, and I reload the
Boy is Golf Wang-o, and that's the I bang-o
I my fucking [?]
Now lets reload the

Can't a nigga get some fucking in hurr?
Want the in the [?]
And you can get ass [?] like a kick in the snare
my niggy, you know I'm good [?]
That boy's not that bad, enh, no biggy
the G-O, the L-F, we go-go, no homo
We black out, and go hard JoJo and fuckin' Diggy
No ship in series, and I just want Iggy, man
We been Batmen since have a sidekick
Catch me in vans like one of them soccer mamas
And them bitches like that family went to the Dodgers, solve em (Oh no!)
You can't bitch, I'm a
You get fucked up the thoughts this side of my noggin
Going harder than the in Harry Potter
All my shows got one black in it Larry David
And I'm nigga
I'm two niggas
I'm schizo, Brent Lowe, my bingo
Pink and on my neck remind you of my dickhole
And I don't really fuck you niggas, shout out to Jim Crow

Don't get offended, being darkskinned
23 with the crib and I don't got no
And I don't like sports, but the court got a
Is that diamonds on neck? Stay the fuck out my bidness
See, that's the bomb, get my burr on
That's McLaren, '91 out the
Motors Flog Gnaw, Vans on, fuck your
Went from throwing up to carnivals (Yeah, nigga!)

Boy, I'm a sicko, flacko nigga but macho, boy
I got some shadow [?], he kinda loco
a [?] pistol, we splitting nachos
Then for that cheese, boy, he [?] some shells just like a
So grab your goggles,
Taco Tuesday, you don't none of that
Have you heard of Fairfax, boy, we was that
Nigga took the store from us, yeah, fuck all of
(Man, he really the store)

Crack a with a barrel
Gang bang tattoos, this ain't a rag
[?] got me crazy
Pants heavy, sag to the
the belt strapped, no face mask, nigga, just toe tags
Still the blunts getting ya
worried bout no niggas, nigga
Grieve over suckers, gunpowder on my
Call the ambulance, I'm from the era of crip
You was
You be me, huh?

Cuz is when he raps, and what he rap, he ain't done
Top Dawg, Wolf Gang, smell the cat on your
Pussy boy you fucked over, nigga, control gums
Teeth missing, won't recognize your face when it's done
My square homie's license, life in my trunk
Mind, power, body, and soul, we handcuffs
Got a on my record, double cups, and duck
You want the life us, you need to crip that coast
You to steer that wheel
You want to that kil'
who am I?